Lust Is Not The Word

Things Aren't As They Seem

12:00 a.m.

I thought my step dad was sleeping, but I heard a lot of rambling downstairs In the kitchen. I walked downstairs holding my phone with the flashlight on.

"Damn it's dark as hell," I said while holding up the light.

"What are you doing up so late," a voice said as I entered the kitchen.

Oh thank god it's just you Ronnie.

"Yeah it's just me," licking his lips while sizing me and walking closer.

"I was just coming to see who it was," voice shaking as I move back slowly bumping into the wall.

"What's wrong, why you sound scared" as he gets closer to me continuing to lick his lips and caress my thighs.

"What are you doing, please stop, my mom should be coming home in no time."

He picks me up and releases me onto the couch.I proceed to scream but I was speechless.

"Hmm just hush, and give it to me and don't tell anyone"

I started to cry, I was helpless and no one was here to help.

He took off his clothes and mines and that's when I felt the full pressure of his body knocking against me.I started to cry.

"Someone help me please"

I yelled out, but no one came.

Everything went blank.

3:00 a.m.

Rushing out the door stumbling, crying, and throwing up while in pain.

How could I let this happen? Why did I come downstairs in the first place? Why didn't I try yelling hard enough? THIS IS ALL MY FAULT!

I get into my car grabbing a half full bottle of alcohol and starts downing it as I pull off.

Calls my brother Jae

"Jae"

"Wassup shorty why you crying"

Word stumbling
"I need u to come and get me please"

"Yo what u crying for, on foe nem I'll pull up and show out"

"I just want u to come get me please, I don't know where I'm at though"

"Turn on your GPS shorty and give me the address"

"Okay,, it's 5618 Redington"

"On my way shorty"